Durin's Diary

Chapter 66: High-end Game, Hunters Are Also Prey

It has to be said that clothes make the man. The new look of this little bastard Higgins dazzled many people. However, in order to avoid suspicion, Du Lin parted ways with him before entering the hall and went their separate ways. So except for a certain old Enrique and Mr. Qin Lun, no one knew that it was Du Lin who was giving advice to this little bastard.

Old Enrique came over, and the old man was a little angry: "Why are you helping that kid dress up like a real man?"

"It's not that bad. Weren't you happy at all when he called you grandpa?" Du Lin comforted.

"Have you ever seen how pitifully my granddaughter cried when she caught this little bastard sleeping with a human woman?"

The exchange of words between the younger and older generations reached this point. Du Lin narrowed his eyes and said, "I didn't know that. I admit that boys should behave themselves when they go out, but you, old Enrique, should also understand that children like him often have no choice."

"Of course I understand. We do owe this family a debt. That's why I didn't force my granddaughter. But this guy didn't even apologize. My granddaughter has been waiting for more than half a year and still hasn't received a single word of apology."

Old Enrique said this and looked at Du Lin: "You little brat, my granddaughter is so sensible, why don't you like her?"

"I'm a good person. How could a good person do such a bad thing as stealing someone else's love? Besides, Karina actually understands all this. She just didn't get an apology. I'm going to ask this guy to write a 5,000-word apology letter today, okay?" Du Lin said with a smile.

"Then I'll recognize you, but you have to help me keep an eye on this kid in the future. I don't care how he plays when we're doing business, but if we're having fun, you have to help me beat him up." After saying this, old Enrique looked at Du Lin and waited for an answer.

"Okay." Du Lin nodded. "By the way, why are you here?"

"We are hunting down a criminal together with the moon elves and hunters. He is very likely to know the whereabouts of Isinya Ayer. We must find him. We will go to Oslo in two days. I heard that he is there." Old Enrique explained.

"Do you need my help?" Du Lin felt that he couldn't stay out of this kind of thing.

"Don't come. The operation you led last time has been selected by the Military Intelligence Bureau as a training material, and your stun grenades have been put on the production schedule of the military factory. I hope you can go back and teach the younger children when you have time." At this point, old Enrique sighed again: "My granddaughter is really blind. A child like you is much better than Higgins."

Dulin smiled bitterly—there was nothing wrong with an elder wanting a better life for his granddaughter. The next second, he and Old Enrique noticed an old woman—calling out names at the door.

"Laurin Sario, the little girl next to her is her granddaughter... Hey, old Enrique, why did you leave?"

"I'm fine, you young people have fun." Old Enrique said, and quickly went into the corridor leading to the inner area of ​​the embassy.

Wow, these two old guys seem to have a story.

Daju said with a sarcastic smile.

Dulin, who stayed behind, smiled knowingly, but then stopped laughing. The Uccello girl, wearing a beautiful fur cape, came up to him cheerfully and said, "As expected, you are here too, Mr. Dulin."

Although he had the cute appearance of Uccello's ignorant little bird, the word "Sir" brought out a spirit beyond Uccello, almost making Du Lin's bones crisp. So Du Lin nodded with a little difficulty: "I am not a sir."

"But wasn't that what you said, Mr. Du Lin? I asked my grandmother, and she said that calling you a sage would make you old, so it's better to call you sir." The girl said this, staring at Du Lin, as if her eyes were full of little stars.

It is said that Uccello has an IQ that is second to none, but this IQ is missing. It turns out to be true. Du Lin really doesn't understand how he can win the favor of a little fan with just one sentence.

"Wait until I make the movie, then you can praise me." Du Lin said this and noticed the tiny snowflakes on the top of the little girl's shawl: "Is it snowing?"

"Yeah, but it's okay. Back home the snow is even heavier than here." The girl named Elaine said this carelessly, with a hint of doubt: "Sir, have you never seen snow?"

"I've seen it. There is snow in Lublin, but not this heavy." Du Lin came to the large French window and looked at the world outside the window dominated by heavy snow.

"Is Lublin fun?" Elaine asked curiously. Dulin nodded. Hometown is the best. Although Lublin, as his hometown in this life, cannot compare to everything in Dulin's memory, it is not inferior.

Then the old woman called to Elaine, and the little girl left.

Now that he had some free time, Du Lin was about to get himself some fries when he saw Higgins coming over. The now respectable eldest son of the Utari family looked very serious, as if he finally understood that he was a rich man and not a beggar on the street - his previous dressing taste was a disaster.

"Higgins Utari, you must be Doolin Elsh."

Personality is very important, especially in this world without the Internet. Personality depends entirely on one's mouth and must be carefully maintained.

So Dulin smiled and nodded: "I have heard the story of the Utari family, the Unyielding One. Your father's name is awe-inspiring."

"I admire the Silver Dragon Elsh family even more." Higgins said this and motioned Durin to follow him to a quiet place aside.

Du Lin followed and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Mr. Qinlun is away. I'm telling you, it's best not to have anything to do with that girl. Half of her family has died in the past ten years, all inexplicably from various accidents and duels. If you were to tabulate these deaths, her parents would be the first to be affected. Everyone says it must be some kind of curse." Higgins said this in one breath, then looked around. "And there's another person on the list—her cousin."

Du Lin nodded.

Higgins dared to say this, he must not be afraid of Du Lin's investigation, so it couldn't be a lie. But this made Du Lin sigh: "If it really was an accident, then it does look like he was cursed by some evil thing. But if he didn't die from an accident, that would be even more terrifying, wouldn't it?"

Higgins had seen a lot of such things, so he simply waved his hand: "That's right, brother. If it is really a murder case, then I really can't imagine it. At least my family can't handle such a big thing."

Du Lin nodded: "I understand, it's okay, see you tomorrow."

"Okay." After that, the two grassland elves ended the conversation with a handshake - this was normal for grassland elves.

As soon as Higgins was sent away, Du Lin noticed the little bird. When she saw Higgins leaving, she immediately came over with her grandmother.

Although Uccello's birdman has a low IQ, its appearance is generally very pleasing. Moreover, Elaine Dulin identified it as more of a nightingale. This kind of Uccello bird has its own characteristics. It is small and looks young all its life. It is similar to a grassland elf and is considered a minority in Uccello.

And now the little bird came with her grandmother. Du Lin took a few steps forward and faced the old grandmother.

Elaine's face was a little red. One of her hands was held by her grandmother, who was smiling.

Du Lin couldn't let his elders speak first, so he naturally broke the silence: "Good afternoon, old lady."

"Good afternoon, young gentleman from Lublin." As soon as the old lady spoke, Du Lin put away the last bit of laziness.

What does it mean to be prepared?

This is.

In high-end games, hunters can also be prey.

　Higgins's look was based on a photograph of a young Nicola Stella as a young man.

　　When Nicola was young, he was really a strong man in the world of oily hair and powdered face (sigh)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)